Johnson Farm



There's an old road out on the west side of town
runs by the graveyard near the old Johnson farm
There ain't no passing lane there ain't no flashing sign
It's just used for funerals and farming and such
The roads mostly used for hearses and trucks

No one knew the Johnson's too well
they'd come into town but they kept to themselves
They weren't on the grid and had no telephone
If you wanted to talk you had to drive down the road,
yeah if you wanted to talk you had to drive down the road

Two wooden crosses and two fresh dug graves
One empty bottle and one rusted blade
Lost in his pain and he shed not a tear
Now the roads only used about two times a year
Yeah the roads only used about two times a year

The word was they had a daughter and son
the daughter she died playing with daddy's gun
They buried her in the grave yard that night
and now everyone in town says Mr. Johnson ain't right
Yeah every body says Mr. Johnson ain't right

He just turned 45 and then he was dead.
He was younger than you when he shot off his head
There ain't no turning back once the trigger gets pulled
Things can go wrong on an old dusty road
Yeah things can go wrong down an old dusty road

Two wooden crosses and two fresh dug graves
One empty bottle and one rusted blade
He never looked down and he shed not a tear
Now the roads only used about two times a year
Yeah the roads only used about two times a year.























From The Album
Ill See You Again
American Rural Records